Chapter Ninety one

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around one of her nipples. With wide eyes, she watched his head descend to

cover the nipple he had just teased with the glass. She moaned when he

sucked lightly before pulling back. With one last flick of his tongue across

the very tip of her bud, he stood up enough to meet her gaze. She couldn’t

look away from him as he brought the glass back into play.

The sharpness penetrated her nipple, making her yelp with surprise and

a bit of pain. She tried to squirm away, but he anchored her in place with a

large hand on her stomach.

“You’re bleeding.” He wiped away the small spot of blood with the

hand holding the glass and held up his thumb to show her. “Your movement

caused that. You cut yourself while trying to escape.”

“You’re holding the glass,” she rasped.

His smile was a dark expression that flashed across his face, suggesting

more malice than amusement. “I am.”

With an almost teasing motion, he trailed the glass to her other nipple,

repeating the ritual of bending